Thinking of this, Su Man told Xiao Xizi not to tell anyone that she also had a birthmark on her arm.
Xiao Xizi agreed with this and said, "I know that a girl's privacy should not be disclosed, otherwise she won't be able to get married."
"puff."
Su Man laughed and held up her little finger. "Then let's pinky promise."
"We've made a promise to each other for a hundred years and we won't change it."
The thumb prints together represent that Xiao Xizi will definitely follow the oath.
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In the next few days, Su Man began to investigate who in the martial arts world had this mark on their arm.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, she always resorted to fortune-telling.
For example, if there is someone with a birthmark around you, that person is your benefactor.
After doing some calculations like this, he not only got the answer, but also earned the title of a half-immortal.
From this, Su Man learned about Feiyu, the third disciple of Huoyun Sect, and Lexiang, the elder of Qingliang Temple.
Even the Murong family has one, Murong Jin’s half-brother, Murong Tong.
...
"Why are you asking that?"
Murong Jin was making tea in Su Man's room.
As expected of a young master from a noble family, even when he is making tea, it is like a tea art display.
Su Man took the teacup, pondered for a moment, and said, "I suspect they have all been to the blessed land."
"What?" Murong Jin looked surprised.
Su Man lifted up her sleeve and showed him the mark on the inside of her arm.
Murong Jin was surprised, "Isn't this what Fourth Brother has?"
"I didn't have this before, until I went to the blessed land and cave, and then this mark appeared."
After listening to Su Man's words, Murong Jin also thought of something strange.
"When you mention that, I suddenly remembered something. My fourth brother is the son of a concubine mother. He's been timid and fearful since birth. Although my father tried to cultivate him, his talent was mediocre and he didn't like him. Until a few years ago, he suddenly became enlightened. Although he didn't make any achievements in medicine, he became very good at socializing and managed all the affairs of the family very well."
Su Man frowned. "To ensure the prosperity of the family, the choice of the head of the family doesn't have to be the best doctor, but he must be able to handle all internal and external affairs."
"That's right." Murong Jin confirmed Su Man's words, "In recent years, my father has indeed intended for him to inherit the position of head of the family."
Su Man looked stern.
If nothing unexpected happens, the other two people must have also experienced such changes.
It seems that the heirs of the four major families have all been to the blessed land.
This also includes Su Man herself. If Lin Lang were to change her face, even the leader of the martial arts world would be in their hands.
The more Su Man thought about it, the more frightened she became. The blessed land and cave were like iron wire worms, eroding the human body and the martial arts world bit by bit.
Once these people succeed to the throne, the entire martial arts world will be under their control.
When Murong Jin thought that Murong Tong, who was deeply trusted by his father, would harm the family, he immediately became restless and said, "I have to tell my father."
"Not yet."
Su Man stopped him, "Now Murong Tong is in charge of all the big and small matters of the Murong family. If your letter is discovered by him, it will put the head of the Murong family in danger."
At this moment, his son Murong Jin was also at a loss, "Then what do you say we should do?"
Just as the two were discussing, someone suddenly came from outside, saying that someone from the Murong family had come.
Su Man and Murong Jin looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
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The person who came was the head of the Murong family.
Originally, the head of the Murong family did not want to attend this martial arts conference, so he asked Murong Jin to replace him.
It was Murong Tong who persuaded him, saying that no matter who became the leader between Yan Ling'er and Huo Dihu, as the head of the family, he had to go and congratulate them. So, the head of the Murong family came.
Murong Jin told Su Man all this at night.
After listening to this, Su Man was silent for a long time and said, "Have you told him that Murong Tong is different?"
Murong Jin was helpless. "Why didn't I tell you? But my dad insisted that I was making up stories and gave me a lecture about brotherly harmony. I finally managed to get away after he fell asleep."
Su Man narrowed her eyes.
This matter is indeed too weird. Murong Tong is the flesh and blood of the head of the Murong family. It is really embarrassing to make people suspect the son they live with day and night just based on a few words.
Su Man fell into deep thought. With the arrival of the head of the Murong family, the four leaders gathered here.
And their successors...
Elder Le Xiang and Murong Tong were both at home taking care of matters. Although San Xiao's beloved disciple had come, he had injured his leg a few days ago and was sent back to Kunlun Sect to recuperate.
There is also Feiyu from the Huoyun Sect. He heard that there were bandits causing chaos nearby recently, so he went to quell the rebellion.
Could it be...
Su Man's expression froze, "Not good, the four leaders are in danger."
After saying that, she ran out.
Murong Jin followed closely behind, "Sister Ling'er, wait a minute, what are you talking about?"
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As soon as she stepped out of the yard, Su Man noticed something unusual.
The densely packed ground, like red lines, was covered in creepy, twisting lines like invaders. Just one glance at the scene gave me goosebumps.
A disciple lay on the ground, his entire body wrapped in red thread. He was pinching his own neck, his mouth open in vain, and struggling in agony with his limbs.
Su Man tried to use his sword to get rid of the red nematode, but the worm seemed to have swum into his body and merged into one with him.
The disciple looked at Su Man's sword with a pleading look.
Su Man couldn't bear it and threw the sword to him.
Gratitude flashed in the disciple's eyes. He took the sword and slashed his neck directly.
A trace of blood splashed on the ground, and his young life also fell to the ground.
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